Eye of Death

"System, track the mission target."

[Mission target "Yinsen" location marked.]

The golden dot representing Yinsen lit up instantly on the mini-map, showing that he had already run a considerable distance away.

"This four-eyes has some tricks up his sleeve."

Du Mu raised an eyebrow, quite surprised.

That frail-looking NPC actually had such capability?

Could it be that Yinsen was a hidden god of war?

[Warning! Mission target's vital signs are dropping rapidly, nearing death!]

[If the mission target dies, the mission will be considered a failure!]

"Fine, never mind what I said."

Under Tony's astonished gaze, the diamond pickaxe in Du Mu's hand vanished into thin air, replaced by a 93R pistol gleaming with a cold, hard metallic luster.

"What are you..."

"Wait for my good news."

Before Tony could finish, Du Mu tossed out the words and his figure was already chasing toward the light dot.

Just as he rushed out of the cave and rounded the first corner, Du Mu ran head-on into several heavily armed terrorists.

Seeing the abruptly appearing Du Mu, the terrorists were clearly stunned, then panicked as they raised their firearms, their pitch-black muzzles locking onto Du Mu in unison!

"Hands up!"

"Drop your weapon!"

"Get down!"

"Don't move!"

The terrorists' languages were a mixed bag, even including some obscure dialects.

However, Du Mu could perfectly understand what they meant.

This was thanks to the "Let's speak Chinese" option he had checked in the initial game settings; the system would automatically translate all languages into Chinese, and likewise, his words would be converted by the system into a language the other party could understand.

"So, do you want me to move or not?" Du Mu said helplessly.

The terrorists seemed baffled by his question, exchanging confused glances, unable to reach a consensus for a moment.

Thus, they decided to eliminate the person who caused the problem!

Rat-tat-tat-tat--!

The terrorists grinned and pulled their triggers, bullets pouring toward Du Mu like splashing water!

On the verge of being riddled with holes, Du Mu's expression remained unchanged.

"Eye of Death!"

In an instant, the world seemed to have been pressed with a slow-motion button.

The flow of time suddenly became viscous and sluggish, and everything around him nearly came to a standstill.

Even the trajectories of bullets, invisible to the naked eye, became clearly visible, crawling through the air like snails.

In this nearly frozen space-time, only Du Mu's movements remained fluid.

His gaze swept across the terrorists, and blinding red crosshairs instantly appeared on the foreheads of the locked targets.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The next moment, four gunshots rang out almost simultaneously.

The terrorists didn't even have time to scream; blood bloomed from their foreheads as they crashed to the ground, still maintaining their firing stances.

[Skill: Eye of Death]

[Effect: After activating the skill, the passage of time slows down. You can mark enemies at will and rapidly shoot all marked targets. Simultaneously includes bullet tracking, weakness display, infinite magazine, brief x-ray vision, and other abilities.]

[Comment: I have a plan, a damn good plan!]

"Tsk, trash mobs, they don't even drop experience points."

Du Mu curled his lip in disdain and continued moving toward the light dot.

The commotion here had clearly alerted the terrorists, and chaotic footsteps were rapidly closing in on him.

Bang!

A terrorist had just poked half his body around the corner when Du Mu shot him in the head, sending brains splattering everywhere.

The terrorists behind were scared out of their wits, immediately raising their muzzles and firing wildly at Du Mu!

Hiding behind the rock wall, Du Mu unhurriedly pulled out a flashbang, predicted the general direction, pulled the pin, and tossed it out.

In an instant, a blinding, intense light erupted within the narrow passage!

"Ah!"

The terrorists screamed, clutching their eyes as if they had caught a glimpse of heaven.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang—!

After a series of precise, controlled bursts, the word "as if" could be dropped entirely.

Soon, Du Mu fought his way to the end of the corridor and finally found Yinsen.

At this moment, Yinsen's condition was less than optimistic.

He lay slumped against a sandbag, his face pale, with several gruesome bullet holes in his chest bubbling with blood.

Seeing Du Mu appear, Yinsen ignored his injuries and rasped, "Watch out! It's an ambush!"

"Die!!"

The terrorists hiding in the shadows saw their target step into the trap and opened fire without a second thought!

Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat—!

The gunfire erupted, and a dense rain of bullets blanketed the spot where Du Mu stood!

Du Mu reacted instantly, performing a tactical roll behind cover. He glanced at his mini-map, where the red dots representing enemies glowed brightly, exposing their positions completely.

Good thing this isn't an FPS, or I'd definitely be banned for hacking.

Bang!

A single gunshot rang out, and the terrorist hiding in the corner had his skull blown open, collapsing onto his comrade beside him.

"No, Johnny, I'll avenge yo—"

Bang!

Before his companion could finish, a blood hole identical to the one on a certain president's forehead appeared on his brow.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang—!

The gunshots were relentless.

Every shot was accompanied by a terrorist falling to the ground.

The terrorists realized with horror that no matter how they moved or where they hid, Du Mu always seemed to know their exact location and would precisely pierce their skulls.

An absurd illusion rose in their hearts: it felt as if they were the ones being surrounded by a single man.

"Demon! He's a demon!"

The remaining terrorists couldn't handle the pressure and turned to flee.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Several bodies hit the floor in response.

Du Mu stepped out from behind cover, looking at the carnage of corpses with a heart that remained completely unmoved.

As a player, his heart was colder than a fishmonger who had spent decades gutting fish.

"Don't move! Or I'll kill him!"

A voice suddenly came from the side.

Du Mu looked toward the sound and saw Yinsen being held hostage by a bearded man, a pistol pressed firmly against his temple.

Perhaps wary of Du Mu's marksmanship, the bearded man used Yinsen as a human shield, hiding his own fat body behind the scrawny man—a sight that was indescribably comical.

"No... don't worry about me..." Yinsen said weakly.

Du Mu didn't speak.

If it weren't for the mission requirements, he might have considered taking Yinsen out first just to remove the hostage from the equation.

Seeing that Du Mu seemed to care about Yinsen's life, the bearded man felt a surge of joy and threatened sharply, "If you don't want him to die, drop your weapon!"

"Fine."

Du Mu was unexpectedly cooperative, tossing his 93R to the ground.

Seeing this, a cruel smile spread across the bearded man's face, and he turned his muzzle toward Du Mu without hesitation.

"Hahaha, you really are an idiot! Go to—"

Bang!

The bearded man's smile froze on his face, and he fell over stiffly.

Du Mu gripped another 93R that had appeared in his hand out of nowhere and said innocently to the corpse, "You only said to drop the one in my hand; you didn't say I couldn't use the one from my inventory."